The only certainty of the Ideology of Albert Rivera is the antiindependentism understood as the exacerbation of a feeling that, in origin, starts against the most corrupt pujolismo and the excessive statutory zeal of Maragall. In the memory of the country, Rivera was born with a luminous and memorable electoral poster, which portrays him in a chopped ball. It was not about any claim of pornographic cinema but of the virginal declaration of principles of a party that, with time, has finished practicing a chameleonic opportunism worthy of study.
As the protagonist of Zelig, which elevates to category false documentary the supernatural ability to change and adapt to the environment, Rivera excels in art of confusing any attempt to define your ideology. Example: you feel comfortable in equidistant situations that Spanish (and Catalan) politics criminalizes to the point that when you ask a founder of Citizens what do you think RiveraThey shrug their shoulders and ask: "Chi lo sa?" It is more: it is not ruled out that it has the undeclared intention of representing voters who do not know exactly what they think.
Rivera has learned to change his skin, physiognomy and ideology with a facility that surpasses the traditional change of jacket
In the film, the chameleon's faculties apply to situations that are easy to identify. If the protagonist is placed next to a Sioux boss or a jazz musician, he changes his physiognomy and darkens the color of his skin with miraculous ease. This faculty does not have a single reading and there are those who conjecture that Woody Allen wanted to make a metaphorical reflection on the insecurity to be accepted and the consequences that may have for an individual and the community to maintain a mutant identity depending on the circumstances.
Without a falsely documentary drama, Rivera has learned to change his skin, physiognomy and ideology with a facility that surpasses the traditional jacket change. It is as if instead of practicing the transfuguismo - so extended in the Catalonia of the process -, I would prefer to change without leaving home. It is not a disorder: it is an identity, which when materialized can be transformed into the proposal to include the Constitution as a mandatory subject. And if other politicians are inspired by principles of doubtful historical origin, he embraces the certainty of the polls to mark his path.
He has always maintained, however, a stony antinationalism. It is as if you need this reference to allow yourself the luxury of a volatile identity and a genuine passion for sets. Unlike other modern politicians, Rivera does not reveal any stunning charisma, perhaps because the resource of adaptability requires an ambiguous personality to accumulate contradictory ideas. Or, as he did yesterday in the Marca interview, dare to proclaim sporting affinities as sportingly incorrect as being Barça but celebrate that Real Madrid wins the Champions League. Both can ask to legalize prostitution and appeal to an optimistic Spain and their curriculum live a great ease by the emptiness of eloquence contest, a stay in Finland (no documents but it is easy to imagine merging with the snowy landscape of the island of Utö ) and the fondness for swimming and water polo.
If a documentary (false or authentic) was made about Rivera's life, paradoxical testimonies would appear and there would be a lack of his water polo coach, who defines him as competitive, good strategist and good speaker. He is not known for great reflections and, on the other hand, an athletic ability to speak at all times and attend (almost) any interview.
If Zelig opted to exploit his own characteristics with a circus criterion, Rivera prefers politics understood as the opportunity to speak rather than to do.
To confirm the transformational expectations that are attributed to him, he has no problem moving from being a social democrat to a progressive liberal and curling the curl of an impossible geometry by offering to agree with almost everyone and, at the same time, with almost nobody. I say almost because in these elections he has promised not to compromise or tired of wine with Pedro Sanchez, but he says it with such insistence that it is not necessary to rule out that if he shares a few hours with the Socialist leader, he will end up looking socialist.
Unlike the protagonist of Zelig, the authentic Rivera has had to live with situations that today's Catalonia denies or minimizes, such as death threats and bullying applied not only to him but to his family. His desire to be president of Spain is accredited but nobody knows exactly what ideology, so that, in the end, those who trust him (and those who do not) end up repeating one of Zelig's last sentences: "What would have happened if from the beginning he had the courage to say what he thought and not to see it? "